RebirthA Poem by AviThe story of how I became saved.
Life keeps giving lessons, still scared of my reflection
have self doubt but yet I'm still in pursuit of perfection pain of future rejection, youth of fatherly neglection no friends to relate to, feelings I never mention not to mention, our happiness is equated to a pension picking the right career is birthing apprehension money rules the world, but its slowly ruining mine cause I have more now, but I feel I've lost time everyone around you succumbing to the vanity trying to be righteous at my age, becoming my insanity then the anger that I'm in love with a stranger who I never see and she doesn't have the decency to even call me and tell me how she really feels so now I'm guessing that's telling, how she really feels but your confused like you found your soul mate but she's fronting like she's with her soul mate you were ready to pack up, to try to be with someone else's girl then your conscious started screaming "you'd be ruining someone else's world" and he probably sees in her almost everything that you see and it gets you pissed off start asking yourself "why me"? Let him have his, even if it's a lie she lives I'm at fault for trying to take what G-d didn't give So now its back to the broads that are non-relatable still trying to get you jealous, every time I go on a date or two then ignore you, thinking "your just a w***e too" just couldn't get past the fact that I'd do anything for you lets get drugs involved, maybe that will get things solved innocent first puff.... wasn't innocent enough smoke got you blinded, now it's rappers you want to mimic your waking up feeling timid, at a depression clinic sleeping your whole life away, going out night to day even more pessimistic; now you don't even pray your around new people, so the anxiety must go your drinking so much, until it's yourself you don't know now here comes the blackouts, nights you couldn't react out your losing control, but now its nothing you react about doing things now, in your right mind, you'd snub different women in Miami hotels, blowing stacks at strip clubs . it's rough, but your acting like you never been happier inside your hurting so bad, even worse you feel sad want to change your attitude, but now you feel cursed cause these pills they gave you only makes you feel worst suddenly I felt his presence, put my faith foot back on the peddle because it wasn't G-d I felt, I'm talking about the Devil now I'm off every drug, only G-d and myself to rely on the present is now the focus, the past is now a bygone. © 2012 Avi |
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Added on December 28, 2012 Last Updated on December 28, 2012 Tags: Depression, drugs, life, rap, hip hop, real, feelings, god, spirituality AuthorAviMiddletown, NYAboutHi my name is Avi. I am 24 years old and live in New York. I have been writing since I was a child. I would call my style of writing Poetic Hip-Hop. I'm able to express my emotions through therapeutic.. more..Writing
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